Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

Chapter 1211: Don’t Say He Doesn’t Respect the Elder

Chi He’s nervousness formed a stark contrast with the elderly man in the lounge, squinting and still rummaging through his phone for a phone number.Time passed bit by bit, and despite being dressed in fluffy attire, Chi He’s forehead was covered in a fine sweat.

When someone beside him was about to speak, he shouted towards the window, "Is it ready?"

Chi He’s voice almost echoed throughout the entire foot of the mountain.

His simple three words made the area seem even more tranquil.

Though it was the outskirts, this level of silence was still too eerie, too abnormal.

When the car drove over earlier, it traveled a stretch of mountain road, and maybe because it was so early in the morning, not a single shadow was seen.

If they hadn’t received accurate information to press forward decisively, they might not have found this place.

An isolated courtyard, from a distance, still visible was a three-story villa inside.

As they approached slowly, nothing was visible except trees, only trees.

Yet, no matter how quiet and gloomy the place, it couldn’t compare to the icy chill inside the car now.

"Alright, alright." The old man put down his phone and waved at Chi He.

Chi Hezhen was quite irritated with him; did this old man really not understand how urgent Seventh Young Master was? They were always racing against time.

The Third Young Master was alone in Yaoshan, uncertain how long he could hold on, and Miss Nian was constantly at risk, this old man...

"Open the gate!" Chi He shouted again.

It’s not that he’s disrespectful to the elder, but he has no choice; if Seventh Young Master intervenes, everyone will surely be discontented.

"Okay, please wait!" The old man turned, once again walking leisurely.

"Seventh Young Master, he... hmm, alright, he’s gone to open the gate."

Seeing clearly that the old man was heading towards the direction of the power box, Chi He finally dared to glance at the person beside him.

But Gu Beicheng continued to stare out the window, ignoring Chi He.

What thoughts lay hidden within his cold silhouette, even Chi He couldn’t understand.

During these days of successfully evading unknown threats, they’d long since cut off communication with the outside; perhaps Seventh Young Master was thinking of Miss Niannian.

Upon hearing the slow creaking of the gate opening, Chi He withdrew his gaze, taking a deep breath.

At the moment the iron gate opened, he immediately started the car and drove inside.

After the car entered, there was only one road, with trees on both sides and no one to lead the way; Chi He could only follow the solitary path inward.

Inside was a small villa, and if anyone lived here, they’d reside there.

The car traveled about a few minutes before the villa appeared on one side.

Chi He parked the car at the end of the main road, glancing sideways at the person next to him.

"Seventh Young Master, it seems like the car won’t go inside; we should walk a few steps."

Without a word, Gu Beicheng opened the car door and walked straight over.

Worried for Seventh Young Master’s safety, Chi He promptly got out of the car and hurriedly followed.

Over the past two days, they encountered too many unexpected situations; caution was paramount.

All the way here, apart from the old man just now, they hadn’t seen anyone else.

In such a large place, not even a servant was around—it was indeed unusual.

The man ahead walked like the wind along the slightly snow-blanketed pathway, seemingly unstoppable regardless of how many soldiers might guard ahead.

They quietly traversed the dozens of meters, entering a small fenced courtyard.

At the center lay the three-story structure—this was the only house here, meaning the person they were seeking would be inside.